"mojej" poems
Slová,
ktoré sa ti snažím naznačiť
sú kameňmi mojej duše
ak zostanú skryté.
Ráno keď sa prebúdzam,
počujem klopot tvojich topánok
v zákutiach mojej ospalej mysle.
Za hlbokej noci
ma sprevádzaš, bezcieľne
ruka v ruke brázdime ulice.
Slnko je vysoko.
Rovnako moja zblúdená myšlienka.
Hádaj na čo myslím!
(Si to ty a *** ty.)
Stratený vo vetre,
v prievane mojej mysle.
Prechádzajme sa spolu...
May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 1:24 PM UTC
aww...
'cos' mom'z
was a big spender:
and her *******
"grund"-wert-von-
ein-sohn-gehalten-fehlt?!
who: the pitty pitty boy now?
*jeffrey, i don't know,
what's you take on
single frame nudes versus ****
am i jerking off a statue,
or defining fine art?*
this third party teenage crap
is not getting me off
most people talk about...
me? i see one slice of the cake
i'd like to keep the slice,
and not fall prey to the
proverb: you can't have your cake
and eat it...
presume me arab spring...
but getting to the true norse
and the eskimo is not allowed
given the madness of these people...
true sir,
because what arab, in the known
history of the world
ever invited
a second ice age,
inviting the north men
to you realm of affairs,
simply because:
beneath your feat run the rivers of
dinosaur murk...
#welcome...
i've seen this advert...
he thongs he thongs his way like
a caesar?!
oh, ha ha!
ha ha, he he, ha, ha!
he knows what he fears,
and what he fears is not that he
fears it...
what he fears is already in his dreams,
and what he fears is falling
asleep, with a luggage
of dreams...
lucky for me:
most of the time,
i dream of the void.
how about this grand prince:
#hisasstowherehecamefrom...
how's that for a youtube advert?
ever eaten a lilac mushroom,
prince?
ever asked as to
why an anorexic girl might receive
her appetite back, after drinking
three cups of coffee, spoon of sugar,
two teaspoons of double cream?
so may i ask...
why does the serpent
have no eyelids,
and his most removed cousin,
the spy, that's the cat,
share his pupil's dilation...
even a man with no
money can compete with your
pleasures...
among ******
and no, harem, attached...
crown prince,
donning a crown of ten hourglasses...
but only one klepsydra...
tell me the difference, crown prince,
what is water to sand?
even Muhammad
pointed to the east of Mecca and
Medina, which i now have to
call for him: Riyadh...
grape and blind in one eye
bulging...
i simply say: ibn-Saud: diabetic...
and two eyes bulging:
a cube of ice... sugar sweet
Kaaba(h): camel makes the load:
or grunts, disagrees...
like those Bangladeshi prisoners
of Kuwait... or what... Sssssssssssýriā?
your partriarch said: from
the east...
nicht, in, mein, land!
a to tak dla przygody: moi brateńku...
- nie, w, mojej, ziemi! -
Mar 7, 2018
Mar 7, 2018 at 11:57 PM UTC
czy ty z głupim sie widziałeś? co? mordą w gnat i gwar tak nagle obojętny wgram nad młot i sierp?! co? jebaba kurwa co? nic wierszem? paciorek, lulubaj, spać? goła bryła słów warta miodú i seplenia... česka pravda, jak to huja grzechot ambicjii i to í, niby; i.e? batuk, a nie batóg... jebana mać! huja warte to tło, słowem warte: polak... po co mi to? co ja? horongiew szambo? bo tyle z mojej polshkishkishkishkishkishkishee: brat gówno, i brat gavron.
sie pyta o pana,
kiedy sie...
ziewa:
zezem w konkret 90 stopni;
co?! zdzíw?
co kurwa kurde pięknie!? (
oh, koor'wa'h... a dianna!
í... candle in the song
in the wind in the song
in the sing along...
song? wong? ****
supposendly twang...
whatever...
i prefer the diacritical descent
from the hebrew muddle of laughter
and catching breath of the
rubric of a rugby match,
goleposts H vs. H...
i.e. from above...
á... )
i wanted to add this,
but i didn't manage to make
it comprehensive,
styled for school-children
to write a homework on.
Aug 18, 2017
Aug 18, 2017 at 8:35 PM UTC